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Ranksu's next words not only surprised Hatty, but also made Lan Shien disbelief. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info He said: "Chris is the chosen one of the Holy Stones, and she will change the fate of humanity in the future. Lan Shien's heart couldn't be calmed for a long time,

The daughter may be a person with extraordinary potential, which makes Lan Shien happy and a little worried. And Hatti is still thinking about what exactly "chosen one" means.

Ronquesu didn't force them to convince, but just made them wait to see what was going to happen.

They went on for a long, long talk. In the end, the three reached an agreement.

Together, they push Kryptonite towards Chris, and also lead Chris towards Kryptonite.

However, the result is that Ronquesu's whereabouts are unknown, and Chris has disappeared without a trace.

"Okay, now you know, I'll help you find Chris, that's important to me. And, I'm going to take you to meet someone tonight, and it's going to turn a lot of things around. Of course, you will see your teacher again!"

Zhou Jia couldn't calm her thoughts, she felt her fingers grasp the box containing the black stone in her hand, as if it was the last straw to save her life. This black stone, the chosen one, changes the future...... It all became a new mystery, and she felt so upset that her face was full of doubt. Hatti didn't go on to explain. Now she doesn't know what to think.

Hattie took two steps, and seeing that Zhou Jia was still thinking about it, he took the white rose in her hand and threw it on the chair next to her. Then, his hands folded around her waist.

Only then did Zhou Jia react, she used her arm to push him away who was trying to get in, and asked, "What are you doing?"

"The matter has been talked about here for the time being, and the rest of the things will come step by step. Hattie raised an eyebrow and said, "Now, of course, it's time to warm up with my fiancée." ”

One of his big hands slipped through Zhou Jia's back, pulled open her shirt, and the other hand slipped in.

With a "snap", Zhou Jia gave him a slap in the face, and his voice was crisp and bright.

"You don't think you're going to send me away with your verbal promise, are you? Hatti said slowly.

Zhou Jia looked at him in shock, yes, this was a deal from beginning to end.

His voice sounded calm, but it accentuated a little, "I will respect my princess very much, and I will give you all the treatment of a Western wife, you don't have to be masked, you can continue to work, you can do as many things as you want, I will give you what you want...... But, remember, this is the first and last time you've treated my body like this!"

I don't know why Zhou Jia's body couldn't stop trembling, it was a very pressing pressure, and with his words, his voice, and his aura, she was tightly enveloped.

He let out a long breath and muttered, "I didn't want to freak you out. ”

Hattie reached out to touch her shoulder. Zhou Jia shrank back.

"Don't turn me away, please. ”

He pulled her hard and took her into his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his body. Lowering her head and lifting her chin with her hands, Hattie saw in her eyes an intense, deep, shocking pain. She slowly raised her gaze to meet him bravely, and for a moment the trepidation remained on that little face, and she immediately became righteous and full of courage, as if waiting for someone to punch her. When he saw this picture of Zhou Jia, he felt a little unbearable, and wanted to wipe her frowning brows with his hand, wanting to protect her. It's a pity that the person who threw this punch was precisely himself.

He felt something in his chest rush out. I wanted to say something, but it was like a spell, and I lost the eloquence that I was proud of.

At the moment, lies won't work, and any nice words won't work, so he doesn't bother to say anything. He had to, even if it hurt her, because it was his calling.

He could only ignore such a look and show as much indifference as possible.

In the next second, Zhou Jia felt that his entire body was floating weightlessly, and his heart was empty. She was hugged by Hattie at once, feeling the powerful beating of his chest and heart, Zhou Jia closed his eyes resignedly, and did not struggle.

Hattie picked up Zhou Jia and walked to the bedroom step by step.

He gently laid her on the bed.

It was a king-sized bed, with a soft mattress and clean sheets, what a pleasure it would be if this was a luxurious vacation?

I heard the sound of rustling clothes rubbing against each other. After a while, she could feel the bed being pressed down, and that was his weight.

Hatti stepped over her undressed clothes and climbed into bed naked.

Sensing Hattie slowly approaching her, she tried to let herself go, thinking to herself: it was nothing that she was bitten by a dog at that moment. As a doctor, the anatomy of men's bodies is all too familiar, and the comparison between the sexes is nothing more than the reproduction of life.

He kissed her. Zhou Jia still instinctively dodged. Then, his hand wrapped around Zhou Jia's neck, and his lips pressed against hers.

Zhou Jia felt that her lips were hairy and her mouth was dry, as if she had eaten too much pineapple, and even when his tongue gently poked in, she could taste the pineapple smell on her lips. His tongue swirled and slid as he began to unbutton her shirt.

When his beautiful body was fully displayed in front of Hatti's eyes, he took a deep breath and the next movements began to become violent. A hand covered her breasts, feeling the intoxicating shape. His lips still didn't leave her, falling on her nose, cheeks, and sideburns, and after a moment, they returned to her lips, and he began to kiss her vigorously.

While kissing, Zhou Jia felt a burst of electricity flow throughout her body, and her lips began to overflow with a soft moan.

He was draped over her own body, and she could barely breathe.

Love has long been familiar with Hatty, and this time he feels that he is particularly crazy, especially, but also very gentle. He knows how to make women happy.

Zhou Jia tried to resist, but her body was penetrated, and the unprecedented feeling scared her, and she was even more powerless. His sudden and intense thirst, his sudden gentle cruise, his toying with him, pushed her to the edge of the cliff, made her staggern, and then pulled her back. Zhou Jia completely lost her strength, and after a period of dizziness, she suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Later, she didn't know anything.

When he woke up again, Zhou Jia didn't know how long he had been asleep, he was the only one left in the bed, and Hatti was nowhere to be found.

She sat up slowly from the bed, her head still a little dizzy, and the muscles in her inner thighs trembled slightly. She stretched out her feet to get on the bed, but first touched the soft cushion, which were four or five pillows that had been swept off the bed by Hatty, scattered on the ground, she didn't see her clothes, and hurriedly looked around, but she was more concerned about the clothes, and turned her head to see on the bedside table, the box with black stones and the transparent magnetic stripe, neatly placed.

She hurried over, picked up the black box, and opened it to look at it. The black stone didn't shine at this time, just lay quietly inside. Picking up the transparent magnetic sheet, she thought about it and decided to go back to her hotel to look at it again.

She noticed a decorative painting above the bedside table, the right side of which was slightly upturned. With a flick of her finger, the painting turned out to be a secret door that could be opened. Hidden inside is a small safe, with a button on one side that can set a password, and a fingerprint reader.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Zhou Jia thought for a moment to see that she was empty, she quickly put the box in her hand and the magnetic sheet into the safe, gently closed the door, set the password in the shortest time, and printed her fingerprints.

There was a woman's voice outside the door, but it was in Arabic. Zhou Jia saw that the handle on the door was turning slightly, she hurriedly went to pull the sheets, and before she could wrap herself tightly, several Arab maids in black swarmed in.

"Wait......" Before Zhou Jia could say anything, they surrounded her at great speed. Surrounded by them, Zhou Jia was taken into the bathroom by them.

The milk bath with red roses was luxurious and romantic, she had only seen it in the movies, but now she felt it herself, and she was still being served by a group of servants. The stranger I met a few hours ago is now my fiancé, and life is really unpredictable, and everything is like chess. She glanced at the diamond ring on her finger, and an inexplicable expression was mixed on her face, and it was indescribable. She thought sadly in her heart, is this the life of the princess?

Zhou Jia, who was still a little dodging at the beginning, gradually accepted his fate and let them fiddle.

After washing, the servants dried her, dressed her in a bathrobe, and then sat her down at the dressing table and began to dress her.

Three women, each holding a large and a small box, knelt in front of her. Someone next to him immediately opened the lid, and inside was an evening dress and a pair of high heels, looking at the logo should be Prada's. There's also a diamond necklace, earrings and a delicate matching bag.

They were muttering something, as if they were complimenting the dress.

Only then did Zhou Jia remember what Hatty had said before. It seems that he is going to take her to meet someone, and she is so well prepared, it seems that she is going to attend some kind of banquet.

She knew that asking the women would not help, so she motioned for them to dress themselves quickly.

When the bedroom door opened, she walked out slowly.

Looking up, Hattie was standing in the middle of the living room with her hands behind her back. He has changed into a traditional Arabic dress. A loose white robe, which reaches to the feet. He wore a yellowish tulle coat trimmed with gold trim, a white turban with a shawl, and two black rings on top. The white robes that seem to outsiders are the same, but in fact, there are a lot of exquisiteness, and there are no less than a dozen styles. And this body is enough to highlight the master's noble identity and extraordinary temperament.

Hatti turned slowly, and he was amazed by the person in front of him. This golden tight skirt suits her, with fine workmanship and exquisite design, and every other section is connected with slightly lighter colored fabrics, and the top and bottom of the skirt seem to be surrounded by thin rings, which shows her graceful figure even more. The jet-black hair is so scattered, it looks casual, but it adds a bit of charm. The maid did not use the original smoky makeup for her, but the sweet and beautiful makeup set off the gentleness and grace of oriental women. The reddening of her cheeks and lips reminded Hattie of what she had been in her arms just now.

Seeing Zhou Jia coming, he immediately stretched out his hand and grabbed her.

She asked, "Who are you going to see in such a grand ceremony?"

Hatti pointed out the window, and from the location of their room, the White House was opposite. He smiled and said, "Who else? It is the owner of the white house, His Excellency the President of the United States of America." ”

There were too many things that happened in one day that Zhou Jia never expected.

The White House dinner is almost about to push this unexpected plot to a climax in the evening.

It is customary for the President to wait with the First Lady in the North Porch and greet the most important guests of the night, usually foreign heads of state and their wives.

Other guests enter from the East Garden Room on the first floor and meet with the media in the East Room.

Walking up the stairs and entering the gate, there is a white floor except for the marble floor where the two colors intersect.

The first thing that catches her eye is the west wall, which houses a huge bronze bust of Abraham Lincoln, and on the right side is a glass-framed photo wall with photos of major historical events over the years, and of course, at Christmas, the photos are replaced with festive Christmas cards.

Hattie led her briskly, and they walked through the foyer, the corridor, and into the East Hall, where the guests gathered one after another, waiting for the arrival of the host and guest. Zhou Jia glanced at it, and among the guests, in addition to political dignitaries and high-ranking officials, ambassadors, justices, and business tycoons, big-name movie stars, directors, singers and composers on popular lists, and well-known sports stars were really star-studded.

The East Room of the White House is a venue for large events, with little furniture in the huge rooms. Except for a few one-man candle posts, there is the golden bench above which hangs a statue of George Washington, the founding president of the People's Republic of China, painted by the famous portrait master Gilbert Stewart.

A velvet rope pole was pulled up on one side of the hall, and behind it stood all media reporters, armed with voice recorders, camera glasses, and of course still holding notebooks and pens, or traditional cameras.

When guests arrive one by one, they meet with the media and give interviews.

It was unheard of for an Arab prince to bring a female companion to a formal occasion. Even the famous Lord of Masda, Hatti, had never done this before. (To be continued.) )